HP3

SCENE 3

Crewman #1 – “…So what I don’t understand, is what the problem is really consisting of? I mean we’ve been running the J-SUM day and night for three weeks now. Not one hotdog dropped. And now, at the lowest of heat conditions, we get a pressure bust. You think the advanced parameters we set up earlier would have caused some overflow but not this cheesy stuff.”
Crewman #2 – (Drools) “Ohh, cheese. Jeez, why didn’t I push more into you bringing those bad boys along for the ride? I mean it’s a 25 minute walk, at least!”
Crewman #1 – “Yeah right, and have you’re lazy ass forget the wrapper somewhere for Charlie crew to come sniffin’ around and bust us for good. You know their itching to cock us on anything”
Crewman #2 – “Nahh, not me. I’ll inhale it all at once, wrapper and all! I’ll tell you something!”
Crewman #1 – “Speaking is easy, putting money where your face whole is another plate.”
Crewman #2 – “Yeah?! You’re on pal. I’ll be sure to peel you a new one!”
Crewman #1 – “..I don’t even want to simmer on that thought.” (Frowns) “If we’re cooking, might as well be grilling aye? I’ll raise you a mighty handsome Franklin for your trouble.”
Crewman #2 – “Oh just you wait, just you wan until we get back and…”

CLUNK….SQQWEEESHHHAAAAVAHHllILCKKWEEENKKK
(SILENCE)

Crewman #1&2 – “..uhhh???”
Crewman #1 – “That wasn’t your stomach was that? I hope that problem isn’t boiling up. That’s the last of my problems.”
Crewman #2 – “Sounds like it, I must say though, what’d you bet its another dish being served?” (Laughs)
Crewman #1 – “I rather not season the plate before a bite, we have enough to chew for now”
Crewman #2 – “..Gotcha boss, didn’t mean to dra..”
Crewman #1 – “No no, don’t say it. I wouldn’t put it past it that’s for sure. Knowing this ship, surprised it never happened sooner I suppose. But for now, lets focus on this here back burner. Okay?”